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Alaska Chic

by No-Fi Soul Rebellion

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Dig the kids all waiting for the donnybrook Waiting for their chance to get akimbo Dig what’s-his-name in the feminine pants Loves what he likes so he will not let go Will it all last? Will it all last? Oh, you know I really don’t know Will it all last? Will it all last? Oh, you know I pray it won’t
2.
I don’t have to cut you open I can see what’s inside There is only so much A pretty face tends to hide And so it’s paddy-whack, snicker-snack You’re turned inside out And with the gentlest of hands I will be slicing a route Because (chorus) I’m cutting out your heart To show you just how you live Your apathy’s the whetting And this song is the shiv First it’s over your lips Then sliding right past your gums Then through the gnashing of teeth Until your stomach succumbs Us to the blood that you’re bleeding As it takes us like air Down to your heart that’s the part The one that living in err Because (chorus) If it takes my knife To save your life Then let me slice And tear you apart I’m so sick of nice So let me inside And I’ll show you I’ll show you a heart
3.
Let’s pretend we’ve never met Forget just what to expect Clear the slate and reset I’m pleased to meet you I’m jam packed and full of wit No wait I mean the opposite Whatever you want I’ll fit I want you (chorus) I am left and I am right I am darkness I am light I am peace that has to fight I’ll change for you A paradox on my own feet Neither precious or unique Not just knowing who to greet Or bid adieu You’re oh so fine all the time That’s why I have to make you mine Hope that this will change your mind Come to me Feel insignificant as I ought I’ll be whatever you want I’m fat I’m sturdy I’m gaunt I’ll make you see (chorus) But maybe This changing Estranging every part of me Has made my Own will die Oh please I Please stay true to thee
4.
It’s a shame so much talent’s out there wasting away In the ditches in the pits digging the rich man’s grave Future masters made slaves toiling for scraps from their plates It’s not a matter of time it’s always been this way Makes a grown man want to cry And wonder why he’d rather starve than die At least your struggle is noble don’t let them take that away Dig, dig, put ‘em all in their place Dig deep to hasten the day they’ll heed every word you say You’re not living the dream you’re throwing dirt in their face So take no pity and feel no shame Grab a spade and shout your name Grab a spade and shout your name (Shout your name here)!!!
5.
Three Fools 03:18
I am the sinister minister I am the pastor of pain So willing to sock It to you But not to give It a name I let you call me all righteous While meeting all your demands The power He has compels us Because we know He is a well hung man (chorus) How come you never sing about me How come you never sing about us I don’t wanna make the world feel stupid ‘Cause it don’t know a thing about love No it don’t know a thing about- I am the partner supreme I really bring home the bacon Our labor’s well dressed and clean His world is ours for the shaping I rule my child with a fist of iron Mom would have liked it that way The real world can be tough as nails So I must mold and fire the clay (chorus) I am the rock star See how I control this room But I must nurture my genius So credibility will bloom I’m dealing with universals The injustice and truth So busy seeking approval So busy neglecting you And that’s why- It’s not that I don’t care about you It’s not that I don’t care about us All this world can understand is power ‘Cause it don’t know a thing about love (chorus)
6.
I pretend I don’t care I pretend you’re not there But that is a great big lie Your taste is a cradle And at the same time a grave Always on my mind You truly really touch me Well maybe more a punch see I love to make just what you like And if you do not sing along This spiteful hateful song Keeps me up at night Pushed from mother Put down under Lightning strikes But there’s no thunder Future cultures Nurture vultures Why do I try? It’s growing like a cancer This doubt I cannot answer With assurance of fortune and fame A future without questions Perverting my intentions And wonder if you feel the same So let’s make with the bleeding And amputate the feeling Everyone needs to like what you love I sing because I have to Not for notice or to graft you But still have my doubts about us Screw this culture And it’s couture Starve the hungry Circling vultures Pushed from mother Put down under But I still cry I Still have my Not sure why Still have my Doubts about us
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Alaska Chic 02:36
Pay no mind to just how cold it is Don’t you dare ask me if there’s more than this The way you bitch it really makes me sick And I’m pissed You say you’re waiting for that heat again Say it’s been cold so long it is a sin You say you’re living like a shut-in And it’s a sin But if you wanna whine then get in line I’m busy using everything in sight Using what I find to make what’s mine And if you don’t like it you can get in line (chorus) People say this is a cold and frozen land We may be numb but hey we do the best we can Alaska chic is making due with what we have And we have People say this is a cold and frozen land But our resources stretch beyond just what’s at hand Alaska chic is making due with what we have And we have
8.
Phonies 02:40
People talk around me in the hush hushed tone of a dirty joke As if we had egg on our face but I’m still dripping with yoke Wish I could say that I’ll be okay But I’m so jealous and lonely Cause of all the other phonies (chorus) Operator operator are you lonely tonight Do you feel you’ve been out optioned and it’s a matter of time Till everybody knows it all and no one brings you a dime Operator operator are you still on this line? People are like Eww what do I want with you when I’m everywhere I want to be No more wandering aimlessly wondering ‘can you hear me?’ Wish we could say That we’ll call you someday But we’re obsessed with our phonies Plus we hardly even know thee
9.
Born Ready 02:09
They’re gonna get you You say They’re gonna tear out your throat On the contrary I say we’re all in the same boat (chorus) You keep shouting When it comes down you’ll be up against the wall But talk is cheap and don’t phase me Born ready for the fall They’re gonna take your money That’s fine I had too much anyway They’ll beat you bloody ‘Bout time I had some fists thrown my way (chorus) I’M BORN READY FOR THE FALL!!

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released September 6, 2005

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